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It’s snowing like crazy out there.”
    “My
stuff can wait,” she offered. “We can get it in the morning.”
    “Sweetheart
if we wait until morning, your stuff will be buried under way too much snow.”
He grabbed his jacket and headed out into the blowing storm.
    “This
is going to be a bad one if the wind doesn’t change directions,” he said
breathlessly as he entered the apartment again. "I haven’t seen an August
storm like this in probably twelve years.”
    Jayna
was sitting up when he walked in. “I’m sorry you had to go out in that.”
    Logan
smiled at her. “It’s a fact of life here in Wyoming.”
    “In
Alaska too,” she said with a smile.
    He
had to struggle to catch his breath. Something deep inside seemed to be
constricting when he saw her first genuine smile since he’d rescued her.  “What
part of Alaska?” he was finally able to ask as he took her bags over to the
couch.
    “Born
and raised in Anchorage, but I spent the last six years about a half hour
outside of Denali, working at The Heart of Alaska Resort.”
    Logan
nodded and sat down next to her. “I know exactly where that is. The place is
famous in our family. My uncle got married there and we have vacationed there
in the past.”
    “Deb
and I worked there together,” she confided. “And Reginald was our boss.”
    “That’s
your ex?”
    “Yeah,”
she said shakily.
    “Boyfriend
or husband?”
    “Just
boyfriend, thank God,” she sighed. “Unfortunately now the baby is involved in
this whole mess too.”
    “I’m
really sorry you’re going through this. May I ask when you’re due?”
    “The
first part of November. At one point I couldn’t wait to meet him and now I’m
scared to death to bring him into this world.”
    Logan,
being far from the perfect confidant, started to get a bit uncomfortable with
the conversation. “I’m sorry.  Hey, where would you like me to put your bags? I
figure you can take my room and I’ll take the couch.”
    “Oh
no,” Jayna said. “I’ll be fine on the couch.”
    “No,
you're seven months pregnant, you don’t need to be sleeping on an old
uncomfortable couch. I’ll take your bags to my room.” He stood up, grabbed the
bags and set them near his bed. When he turned around to leave the room, Jayna
was standing there with that beautiful, full smile again. His insides
constricted.
    “Thank
you Logan.”
    “You’re
welcome,” he murmured as he slipped past, brushing her pregnant belly. He
stopped in his tracks. “He kicked me!”
    Jayna
laughed. “He did. He must like you.”
    Logan
hurried out of the room fighting a bout of nausea. What the Hell was that
feeling he’d just had? It was warm, and fuzzy…and quite uncomfortable. When he
heard her call his name, he felt like crying. He just wanted to get away from
her. But he turned around and went back into the room.  “What do you need?” he
asked as politely as he could muster.
    “I…I
have a favor to ask,” she hedged. “I… would you stay in here while I take a
shower. I’m still so shaky but I really need to bathe.”  She took a deep breath
and turned away. “I’m sorry. Never mind.”
    Logan
walked over to her and put a hand on her arm. “Go ahead and shower. I’ll stay
here, just in case.”
    “Are
you sure?” she asked, turning to him. Tears were shining in her eyes again.
    “Yeah.
You deserve a shower after what you’ve been through.”
    “Thank
you,” she cried softly as she grabbed one of her bags and slipped into the
bathroom, leaving the door ajar just enough for sound to travel out if need be.
    Logan
sat down on the bed, feeling somewhat like a stranger in his own bedroom. He
wasn’t entirely sure what to do with himself. He picked his current read up off
of the nightstand and started to scan it. Concentration was almost impossible
at this point. He could only think of the beautiful, scared, totally off-limits
woman standing naked in his shower. Guilt and shame made him flush. How could
he